Furiae had never met the Echidna in his human form, but there was something about the figure of the bright red-headed young man that still made the woman glance at him for a little longer than she did most of the faces at the prom. Not that she thought them to be the same person at all, not really used to the whole switching forms shenanigans of the school. She knew it was a thing, rooming with a Pokemon and knowing a young girl named Ai to actually be of usually a smaller variety of person, but she wasn't otherwise used to the concept. After all, not everyone shifted their shape - Knuckles had always been Knuckles when they met, and her home economics teacher was always the same form every class as well.

Nevertheless, the red of his hair - that alone reminded Furiae briefly of the person whom she had met with only a couple of times. It was a better reminder than what else red had come to represent in her heart.

If their eyes should meet, however, Furiae would only look for a second longer before turning away, not allowing any embarrassment show at being caught, as if there was none at all. Maybe she was looking at something else entirely, and it only seemed as if she had been observing him.

Otherwise, there was nothing else to it. Furiae would have politely approached the echidna that night if she had spotted him and thought him not already occupied, but the red-tinted sub-human had been absent as far as the princess knew.

So she just made me write a tag that she's standing around. Brilliant.